I'm Not My Boss' Storage
Beautiful Dress, Who's Mate?
DAY after day passed quickly amidst the busyness Agni was facing. Not just for the administration on campus, several times he met Micah to take care of passports and visas. Meanwhile, he hasn't had a chance to meet Ishaan since meeting at the club. Micah said the man was just as busy in the office.
“His brother is also married. As I recall this weekend,” Micah said when explaining Ishaan's whereabouts to Agni. “You will meet again next week, fly directly to Europe as well. Have you given the college update to him yet?”
“Already. Mr. Ishaan gave me a letter of introduction which I can send to the supervising lecturer to ask for waivers.” Although Micah's upbringing was more relaxed, Agni had not been able to let go of the awkwardness as they chatted. “Later I can guidance via email and application.”
“Good, means stay take care of your resign lo letter in the restaurant, yes?” They arrived at the immigration office parking area. “If you have received a statement letter from the manager, you send it to my email and Ishaan. Create archive needs.”
Agni nodded. “Then, I'm sorry to say goodbye first—”
“Bareng I just let not hot-panning. Where is jammed anyway.”
“I want to go directly to the restaurant. Directions opposite to your office.”
Micah did not touch Agni's words, then opened the passenger door. “Log in. Anywhere you've officially become Ishaan's assistant and I work with him. If you why-why, I got spray.”
Agni refused when she saw Micah glaring at her. He better follow Micah's will if he doesn't want to get into bigger trouble than Ishaan.
*
There was nothing special about Agni's last day of work. When her manager gives her a statement and a final salary, Agni returns her uniform to the HRD team. Some of the working staff said a short farewell, the rest were too busy tidying up the tables and serving orders.
However, Shia was an exception.
“Bakal kangen I ngegibah same lo malem-malem,” he said when Shia finished completing shift. Today he was willing to take part in the morning so that he could accompany Agni shopping in the afternoon. “Later if you have finished walking, continue reading the thesis, you often stop here, huh? Later I give you the package temen.”
“Iya, yesaa. You make me mellow, Shi.” Shia's hand was patted to comfort the friend. “We're on the road now, yuk? Stiffness rush-hour home from work.”
Along with Ishaan's down payment, Agni plans to buy work clothes for her duties in Europe. He was confused. What style and style of clothing should I buy? Do they tend to be formal? What if the choice is boring?
For this reason Agni invites Shia who is used to accompany important people from the upper class.
“Rule number one, do not overdressed, but you should look elegant. Mumpung money from your boss a lot, we all buy a good one.” Shia invites Agni into a famous boutique. “Branded clothes are relatively more durable. Lo can continue even if later not Ishaan.” cooperation
A female staff approached them. “Good afternoon. Can I help you?”
“Women's work suit where, yes, Ma'am?” ask Shia.
“There is on the back. Come, I inter.”
Arriving there, Agni was impressed by the collection of blazers, shirts, skirts, and trousers emblazoned. He had grimaced when checking the price tag, but remembered now he did not need to worry about the total bill that needed to be paid.
“Rule number two, make sure the material is comfortable and suitable the same climate in the destination country.” Shia appears along with two black and beige suits. “Kata Mbak earlier, this one is suitable for a trip to countries four seasons. Can lo mix and match the same collection lo in rented.”
“Gue want to try this one first.” Agni's hand pointed at the beige-colored suit. “Never had a cool color.”
Price is not deceiving. The material of the shirt and blazer feels soft when touching Agni's skin. Similarly, the skirt is not too tight or loose. Staying in stocking, Agni believes her appearance is getting the maximum. His confidence also immediately skyrocketed.
As she asked Shia to bring her a black suit, her phone rang. Agni immediately opened the bag to check who called her.
His eyes are wide open. Ishaans. “Good afternoon, B—Tuan Ishaan.”
“Sore, Agni. You're at the mall again, huh? I saw you enter the boutique with your friend.”
Gosh darn. They seem to be in the same place.
“Betul, Sir. I was buying clothes to trip to Europe.”
“So. When you're done, can you meet me at the boutique across the street? Boutique for party clothes."
“Good. I'll be there soon.”
Quickly, Agni opened the curtain and grabbed Shia's shoulder. The friend flinched until he dropped his clothes.
“Why the hell lo, make a surprise to know! Good thing his shirt wasn't torn.”
“Bos I'm here,” said Agni, panic. “We take one more suit, keep paying. I don't want him to wait long.”
*
“I don't want to know, you just join Dareen's bachelor party. You guys just a little bit more so brother-in-law, you have to familiarize yourself.”
“Mbak, the schedule really clashes with the meeting tomorrow. I can't be absent because I promised a client. He flew all the way from Finland, you know.”
Tanisha grunts annoyed. “Select comes fitting dinner.”
“OK, okay, but I don't promise either. Afraid of meeting her long.”
“As far as you are.”
Ishaan keeps the phone away from the ear as Tanisha ends the conversation. Less than a week later the brother got married, but he joined the temple because he thought about things that he thought were less important to him. Including participating in Dareen's bachelor party, even though he and his sister-in-law candidates are actually less close.
Not because Dareen is a bad guy. As Tanisha's future husband, he is more than attentive. His polite attitude and polite speech became the attraction of Dareen who immediately conquered most women from the Merlon family. The eight-year age difference between Tanisha and Dareen is also not an exaggerated issue.
Cellphone ringing. A reminder appears on the screen.
His eyes widened. She must immediately pick up the clothes that will be worn on Tanisha's wedding day.
*
Agni already holds the same passport visa. He also sent me the letters you sent yesterday. It was an email, right?
Micah's message is a sign that Ishaan's departure to Europe is approaching. Between anxiety, enthusiasm, and curiosity, the man imagined the trip as a business trip as well as a vacation in the midst of a pile of work that is difficult to stem.
If the trip had paid off, Ishaan would have moved to Europe to take care of the company's branch there. Dareen took over the headquarters. If they are separated by a distance, Ishaan does not need to meet often for pleasantries, let alone familiarize himself.
In addition, he will be closer to his mother.
The elevator that Ishaan was riding took him to the fourth floor. The atmosphere of the mall is getting crowded before the hours of work. His eyes were on the Marlon family boutique.
But when passing through a boutique selling formal clothing suits, his attention was fixed on the figure of the girl who was standing in front of the blazer rack.
Agni. No mistake, it was his assistant.
Ishaan wants to get to her, but she has to take her clothes off first. Hopefully Agni is still in the boutique when she is done with her affairs.
*
“Tanisha finally met her boyfriend. Greetings, yes. Sorry I was unable to attend because there is business here.”
“No problems. My sister has been grateful for her button Ma'am Marissa is always ready to help us make many events.”
“Then, while waiting for your suit, is there anything you want to buy again, Ishaan?”
At first Ishaan planned to go home immediately after receiving his clothes. However, he canceled it when he saw a mannequin wearing an off shoulder dress in basil green. For some reason, Ishaan imagines Agni wearing the dress for one of the parties in the middle of a European trip.
“These are our latest outputs. Suitable for formal or informal events.” As if being able to guess in which direction Ishaan's attention is headed, Marissa explained. “You want to take Tanisha?”
Ishaan smiled clumsyly. “Not, but it seems like it is suitable for others.”
That's when Ishaan contacted Agni.
About ten minutes later, Agni stood in the doorway of the boutique. Her friend encouraged Agni to enter while she waited while guarding her grocery bag.
“Mr Ishaan,” despite doubts, Agni approached Ishaan who is waiting near the mannequins with Marissa, “what is it worth calling me here?”
“Do you have a formal dress for the party?”
The girl nodded. “Be. I haven't bought.” yet
“How big is your outfit?”
“My clothing size M.”
Ishaan looked at the dress for a moment. “Mbak, this is the size of M, isn't it?”
Marissa smiled as she smiled. “You're lucky, this dress size M. But make sure the fit does not still have to try first.”
“Can you lower the dress to wear?”
Agni passed into the dressing room with a staff member who brought her the dress. While waiting, Marisaa asks, "Who is she, your boyfriend?"
“Not, she—” For a moment, will Marissa not divulge her secret? After all, he was close to Tanisha. “He's his new employee Micah. It just so happens that she once said she needed a dress for an office event, so I'll ask you to come here. Who knows fit.”
“Hopefully her dress matches her.”
A few minutes later, Agni came out of the dressing room. The staff who went with her helped her to step so that the edges of her dress were not stepped on.
“Yes God, beautiful once,” praise Marisaa. “I didn't expect her dress to find a soul mate this fast.”
Not only Marissa, Ishaan was also stunned. One of her hands held the leg of the mannequin while observing Agni in the dress. The off shoulder model exposes her smooth neck and shoulders. As Marissa asked Agni to turn around slowly, Ishaan could see a flash of her clean back.
“Master, I—thisgaun..” Agni did not feel good about saying that word, but Ishaan knew what she meant. Costly.
“You're comfortable wearing it?”
“Yes, the material is soft on the skin. Light weight also in my body.”
“Then, I take. Please create separate bill yes, Mbak.” Before Agni raises a rejection, Ishaan intercepts her.
“It’s on me. The dresses belong to you.”
***